Testo Obsidian

Two miles beneath the mud & clay

In the sub terrain

Far from anybody's eyes

A monster seething in a cave
Eagerly awaits

Opportunity to rise

There's nothing that will restrain

Or hold the beast away

'til the instigators die


Will something change

Can a soul be saved
Can a wrong be rectified

People

Tend to stay the same

Are they able to refine

No longer in the cave

Earth begins to shake

The eruption has arrived


Elongated face with evil eyes

With aims to pulverize

Two miles couldn't keep 'civilised' man safe this time

There's volcanic ash amid the sky

And blue has moved aside

The contorting surface doesn't lie

Delinquents are forced to suffer

Their kind deserve exile

For their crimes

They’ll be dead


How did they actually justify such compromise

Time to sleep in the bed that was made


Fumigated, sterilised, purged of the vermin causing/who caused strife

Now it has stopped, scrutinise the rocks, time lets go of these/the enervated torsos

Those who live on, keep wandering under the sun, only prime specimens carry on


Those who belong remain in this place

There's not enough room

For liars and fools

There's not enough room

(And) Now it has stopped, scrutinise the rocks

Time lets go of the enervated torsos